A smile breaks like dawn
Sinister and wrong
False flowers bloom where cat’s eyes
Shone true bright as the moon
I carry with me a tirade of scars
They are my companions in this ley-line world
And sometimes when the sun strikes them
They open fresh and further deep than before
Stars bring a healing touch
Black skies hide the scabs
But in moonlight I revel in my scars
Dusk I welcome always regardless of the hour
Come quickly and I will run the tightrope
From my world to yours
Conversion from aversion
Together we are one
We are selfish and freely unstrung
There is beauty in loneliness so long as we take flight
Like bats, we are pure only to the open eye
An eye called three
But even together we are only a moment
And we are apart too soon
For day’s exit is slow but night is quick
Once more we are crowded alone again